Our beech hedges are looming large in the bubble chart of my mind at present. A few days ago, when we were parking up after dinner out at the always excellent Radjhani Spice in Coldstream, we spotted a hedge hog sprinting along at the bottom of the hedge round the front lawn. It looked toContinue reading “Lurking behind the hedge”
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Meanwhile back at the ranch…..
We came back from Glenelg straight into a visit from David and Karen, so no chance for the liver to dry out. We’ve been rather starved of house guests from the wider world since the Covid lockdown started, so we made the most of it. As a result, Keith and I are now on dayContinue reading “Meanwhile back at the ranch…..”
Corran and the glen
The last full day of the holiday started a little dull, but steadily picked up over the day. There was some slothful mooching about in the cottage in the morning (fully justified by the step count of the day before) but by three we were set to head off again. This time we drove upContinue reading “Corran and the glen”
The neverending road
On the next day of our holiday we all inexplicably got up rather early. Possibly Lyra’s extensive demonstration of bed jumping helped, but who can say. It was warm but not boiling and the consensus was to take the walk around the fish farm. Each of us remembered it from previous holidays, but it becameContinue reading “The neverending road”
Four go to Glenelg
In our first foray further than Edinburgh since lockdown, we have ventured north to the cottage. DJ Lachlan got the front seat for the drive up so he could manage the sounds. I was consigned to the back with Lyra and a blankie as dog car sick monitor. It was a slow trip north, lotsContinue reading “Four go to Glenelg”
Mists and mellow fruitfulness
The seasonal cart is over the top of the hill and starting to pick up speed in its roll down to autumn. We have had a few misty mornings and evenings of late. Not cold at all, but the air very fresh and moist. The scent of the wild camomile on the air has contributedContinue reading “Mists and mellow fruitfulness”
The mysterious case of Kathy Kirby
I was distinctly out of sorts and grumpy yesterday morning. A heady combination of insomnia aftermath and a rather ill considered weeding comment from Keith. However, I put the ire to good use and vigorously dug out a corner of the gravel garden where mares tail had woven its way in amongst an elderly stoechasContinue reading “The mysterious case of Kathy Kirby”
Tolkein weather
In recent days we have had torrential rains, blistering sun, hobbits, amphibians identifying as birds, volcanoes and insect plagues. Increasingly it feels like we are on the ring quest with Bilbo and the boys. If I see five orcs and a dwarf coming over the hill I shall give them all a cheery wave andContinue reading “Tolkein weather”
Who is the fluffiest of them all?
The boys are off for long awaited haircuts today so Lyra and I have the afternoon to ourselves. It has been hot and sultry all day. Yesterday’s rain has not dried up, leaving puddles in the tractor tracks to be jumped, and there is a gently steaming feeling in the air. We skirt the smallContinue reading “Who is the fluffiest of them all?”
Harvest music
Lachlan and Keith volunteered to reassemble the Plough marquee yesterday in anticipation of reopening (hopefully before too long as we have missed it sorely). I was deemed surplus to requirements and had settled down to a snack with a view to some weeding after when the call came through to “take Lyra for a walkContinue reading “Harvest music”